Look around. You’re the same as you’ve always been, Hermione thought to herself on a lonely day. She was the same smart, helpful girl, who would always stay loyal to her friends.
Things had changed, too. She had been sitting in her common room, nghề viết văn her Potions essay, sometimes turning her head to see Harry and Ron goofing off together. She preferred her work, and was just grabbing a book when there was a knock on the common room door.
When no one answered, she sighed. “Coming, I suppose.” And opening the door,...
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